Draco had gone straight to the dormitory, ignoring Crabbe and Goyle who had seemed to have stayed up to wait for him.

His dreams were troubled, he dreamed of Hannah and him by a lake shore kissing and beautiful moments. He remembered the Halloween Yule Ball and then being in hospital. Finally, a long kiss from Hannah.

He woke up startled with heavy breathing. It was 6am and he knew he would never get back to sleep. So, he quietly left the dormitory and sat in his chair by the mirth of the fire. He saw a shadow coming from the girl's dormitory. Draco wanted to be alone so he quickly exited and wandered down to the lake. Even though, he still only had his trousers on and was revealing his toned torso. He paid no attention to time.

Draco sat down on the pebbled shore. He would sit there until he remembered everything. He would take the spell that shadowed his thoughts. He would fight it. Knowing that to try and put a counter spell onto curse that he did not know was dangerous. The brain was a delicate thing. For once, Draco would have to use the muggle way.